The Lunver Mountains, Laxtak Fortress.

The night is vast, the cliffs are blurred, but the black and towering fortress are seen at the edge of the outline, and the dull lonely stars are twinkling on the top of the mountain, and silence lingers in the sky.

At this moment, the luxurious palace hall is brightly lit, with exquisite and transparent magic lamps hanging on the light golden dome, and a war sand table about five meters long placed on the dark gray floor.

The soldiers of the Rather Garage Legion, wearing lilac armor, stood scattered around the sand table, and sometimes talked softly, sometimes picked up red and white flags to lay them everywhere. They were considering any possibility for the war they encountered next, and listed the cities and mountain roads that needed attention in various parts of Yinsong Province.

The silver steel throne stood high on the steps, and on both sides were the neatly arranged Noxus blood-colored cavalrymen wearing crimson armor. The red and black heavy cavalry rifles were tilted to the sky, and the thick facial armor slightly covered their cold and ruthless eyes.

Many people have gathered around the Iron Throne, headed by Modrian, looking down at the huge war sand table.

"There is news from Krey that a large number of refugees have appeared in the western part of Silversong Province. He has sent people to inquire. It is estimated that news will come soon." Svein was still dressed as an old-fashioned gentleman, and the dark cane in his hand gently tapped the ground.

"Dragonwood Province can't hold on so quickly?" Modrian frowned slightly. According to Reiser's garrison, since the Blackwood Province can stand on the northwest defense line like a rock, the time for persistence will not be too short, and they can arrange it calmly.

"War is changing and no one can determine the result." Svein said softly, no emotional change could be seen in his deep eyes.

The failure of Kuroki Province could vaguely estimate the military strength of the Beshilik Kingdom, but he still had doubts. Is the soldiers sent by the Beshilik Kingdom this time a lizardman or a gnoll?

"Jiha, send some Shadow Streammen to the western area of ​​Silversong Province to assist Krey." Svein glanced at the shadow area on the edge of the Iron Throne and ordered.

"Yes!" The shadow dissipated, and Jie quietly appeared behind Modrian. He first bowed slightly to Svein, and then repeated Krey's request to Modrian.

"War stonemason? What is that guy going to do?" Modrian was a little confused. He knew Krey's character very well. This guy was a little stinky, but he also had the capital to do so, and others could not refuse.

"Haha, Lord Lord, it just so happens that we in Valoran lead the west to prevent possible wars, so why not hand over the mission to Krey!" Svein said with a light chuckling, a smile appeared on his cold face.

"Klie!?"

Modrian was a little hesitant and did not deny Krey's strength, but was not very at ease with his personality.

You should know that Krey is a man of Yodel with a bad temper. He has a little bit of fear of peace in the world. And as he grows older, he becomes more and more violent, crazy, and strange and difficult to understand.

If it weren't for the constraints of the system and his orders, I still don't know what kind of things this Yodel would have done. For example, the current title of Sergeant General.

"Don't worry, although Rickrey would be a little weird in normal times, as long as he entered a state of war, Krey could be trusted and could deliver important tasks." Svein said in a deep voice. He knew the strangely famous "soldier" of the empire.

Speaking of which, there was some intersection between the two, because Krey supported Svein's initial reform of the Noxus Empire, and Krey hated the noisy aristocrats wearing golden armor. In his eyes, although the aristocratic commanders were skilled in assassination and arena fighting, they were completely a bunch of waste on the real battlefield.

"Okay, then satisfy Krey's request!" Modrian shrugged. Since Svein's support, the west of Valoran's leadership would be handed over to the sergeant general.

"I inform Cran to arrange for the war stonemason to obey Clay's orders, and also inform Gregory to lead 1,000 Noxus Empire cavalry and 500 Noxus expeditionary cavalry to meet with Clay."

"Yes!" Jie Lingming said, and shadows wandered and dissipated in the palace hall.

In three years, during the three years of low-key life in the Renver Mountains, Modrian drank all the ice and put all his energy into Valoran, which was considered to have enough strength to protect himself, especially the mining of fine iron ore veins in the Lakstack Fortress, which provided sufficient gold shield consumption for the development of Modrian and Valoran.

Now, in addition to many heroes, Valoran's territory has nearly 10,000 soldiers, which is far more than the number of soldiers assigned by a territory baron. However, because of Yingliu's strict control over Valoran's territory, no one knows the terrifying forces Modrian possessed, at least on the surface. (The consumption of Valoran's territory is becoming more unbalanced, and this is to support the soldiers under his command with the proceeds of the entire territory.)

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[5,138 cavalrymen in the Noxus Empire]

[1527 Noxus Expeditionary Cavalrymen]

【700 soldiers of Demacia Empire】

【500 Noxus Bloody Cavalry】

【106 soldiers of Cui Fali Legion】

【100 Shadow Story】

【60 scout team of main ship】

【59 stonemasons in the war】

【20 Bloody Warriors】

【20 soldiers of the Fearless Pioneer Legion】

【11 Demacia Dragon Bird Knights】

【10 soldiers of the Rather Guard Legion】

(Not including dragon monsters such as juvenile dragon lizards, dragon dogs and Demacia dragon birds.)

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The situation that the Stoke Kingdom is facing now may expose part of the power under Valoran, which depends on the pressure given by the Jeffrey family and Beshirik Kingdom next.

Discovering the dark green glow in the brown pupils, Modrian looked at Svein in front of him and asked, "So is our strategic direction still to the Castle of Lanvasur and the Grand Duchy of Tambefax?"

"Yes, Lord Lord." Svein looked solemn, and the information found by Shadow Flowers was not optimistic. As one of the four major dukes in the Stoke Kingdom, the Geoffrey family cannot be underestimated. They have the ace legion-the Iron Thorn Legion (the initial battle with Modrian was greatly damaged, but three years were enough to recover).

Now, with the Grand Duchy of Tambefax, the pressure on Valoran's northeast direction is even greater, which is far from the Beshilik Kingdom, because the journey from the Blackwood Province to Valoran's territory is enough to cause problems in the long supply line.

Svein gently held his cane and walked down the stairs, looking at the huge war sandbox, with Modrian, Dryus, Sain, Zhao Xin and others following silently following behind.

Before the war sand table, Svein thought deeply for a while, picked up the red flag, placed it deep in the Renwall Mountains, turned to Modrian and suggested, "I can arrange for Timo and Quin to stay in the Renwall Mountains. I have a premonition that the Ailanfalu Empire will not miss the weak period of the Stoke Kingdom."

"The many legions stationed at the Gate of Sadness will put pressure on the Ailan Faluo Empire and even attack strongly, but it will never allow itself to suffer too many casualties. This is not in line with the plan of the Ailan Faluo Empire."

For every imperial commander, this will be an extremely correct choice, just because the Ailanfalu Empire has obtained an additional connection route from the Renval Mountains to the Kingdom of Stole, and the Valoran Leader is the biggest obstacle to this route.

But Valoran does not need to pay too much force. Timo and the main ship scout team are very good at fighting in the mountains. With the assistance of Quinn and Demacia Dragon Bird Knights, they can ensure the defense of the Renver Mountains. If it really doesn't work, the Cure God Ayon sleeps in the valley, and the great power of the legendary crown is enough to face everything.

"So, our strategic focus is on the castle of Lanvasur and the Grand Duchy of Tambefa." Svein's mind was surging, and he finally picked up the white flag and placed it directly on the war sand table to symbolize the small wooden fortress of Lanvasur.

"The Noxus Empire has no intention of waiting for the enemy to attack!"

"Since there is no specific news from the Jeffrey family yet, then, Lord Lord, I suggest sending troops directly to attack the castle of Lanvasul!"

Modrian looked solemn when he heard this. He hesitated. Perhaps his mentality had not changed yet, but it did not prevent him from listening to Svein's opinions and raising doubts.

"Is this too risky? Why not lead the enemy to fight in Valoran!?"

"The adventure after weighing the trade-offs is not adventure at all!" Svein said in a deep voice, a faint smile appeared on his cold face.

"Does the Lord want to face the Lanvasur Castle alone, or the coalition forces of the Lanvasur Castle and the Grand Duchy of Tambefax? What's more, this is not a risk for the Valoran."

"So, who will lead the battle?" Modrian became ruthless and made a decisive decision.

"Haha, you and I have the answer in our hearts!" Svein said with a soft laugh, his cold eyes fell on Dryus. The reputation of Noxus's Hand was resounding throughout the continent of Valoran. No one is more suitable for this raid than him, especially this time to open up Valoran's territory.

"The outline of the territory of the Dryus, Valoran's leader must be outlined by the blood of the enemy, and I believe you will bring us the horn of victory!"

Drius looked at Modrian and Svein, and his silent and determined face showed a smile, with cold blood.

"They will regret being enemies with Valoran!"

In the palace hall, the magic lights were still bright and drooping, clearly illuminating every part of the war sand table, and the soldiers of the Rethy Guard Legion were still busy.

However, after the strategic focus of Valoran's leadership was set, these Reisser garrison soldiers performed more actively and devoted more energy to the area near the castle of Lanvasur.

"Lord, don't worry, Valoran will eventually win!" Svein said softly when he saw Modrian locking his eyes on the sand table of war.

"Fate never stops, like ordinary people, and the Valoran leader will always stand!"

Modrian shook his head gently, the strategy was decided, he believed in Svein's decision and the power of Dryus, but he was not considering the matter about the castle of Lanvasul.

If it weren't for the previous inquiry into the troops that Valoran had, he almost forgot that his main mission had not been completed. This was a mission triggered when he was talking to His Highness Guy at Harryman Castle.

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【Ding.....Main mission released!】

【Main Mission: The Death of the King】

【Task time: 90 days】

【Task Reward:???】

[Task introduction: Why are you afraid of dying people? A storm that swept the Kingdom of Stoke is about to begin. Perhaps it is not just the Kingdom of Stoke, but what you have to do is very simple. On the broken throne, raise the flying Valoran flag high.]

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It was a bit strange. The king was dead, Guy ascended the throne, and the storm that swept the Kingdom of Stoke was over. Could it be that the storm referred to here is not a battle for the throne? And what exactly is Valoran's flag?

Modrian was a little doubtful inside, and looked at the war sand table covered with red and white flags in front of him. Perhaps there would be some explanation in this real storm!
Chapter completed!